r e l a p s e

four in the morning again an i can't hardly breathe
and again, it's all the same thing.

same, bland, boring routine.

pretty pink pills,
the thought of which bring chills

pretty pink, pink, pills.

shiny rusty razor blade
of death i am unafraid

somebody, call for first aid

i've kept it a secret
if i told you could you keep it

i'm in love with a demon

he tells me sweet things that lull me to sleep
and he wipes the blood off my cheeks when i weep

he's breaking me can't you see

i swore i told him to leave me
i think he kissed my eyes, and now i can't see

i'm blind to all but my emotions, lost at sea

black and blue misery
this relationship is so dreary

he left me, and i feel dizzy

oh sweet succulent agony,
i'm losing all of my sanity.

i feel like i am without gravity

i need him
so i slit my limbs

this river is too deep to swim

this is pure insanity
to be blunt, inhumanity.

he comes to my side to fix the wounds, mumbling sweet profanity

blood oh sweet fucking blood
i beg the demon who whispers he's mine, i need more red floods

he doesn't think twice, thick, red mud.

it's pure murder
i'm crossing the border

between life and death in the middle is where i am, quite absurd.

they say goodbyes are hard,
bullshit you are only trying to guard

guard us from ourselves in my throat shove this shard

take me away please lover
he winks, and my body over he hovers

this love is rarer than a four leaf clover

four am and i reach for the pretty, pretty pink pills.